Hello, fall (Almost). September isn’t my favorite month, but I love it for welcoming fall. The green trees outside my window are breathing with life; nourished by the rainfall that enters this part of New York every year. The sky is mourning the passing of summer, but soon will welcome the brilliant colors. This time of year is filled with warm apples, yams, and laughter. I love summer, but fall is always a welcomed reminder that the world is still spinning. It’s easy to forget all that this world has to offer. It’s harder to remain grateful in spite of it all.
Soon oranges, purples, and reds will adorn my view every time I leave the house. Seeing the colors always inspire me to create something. Fall is my muse. I’ll smell winter, and the air will turn crisp. Boots will be worn, and I’ll be thankful that I can finally wear knee socks without dying. The end of August always brings a longing for long sleeves and jeans. I love the warmth, but I often crave chilly afternoons and misty mornings. Waking up early and listening to the dawn rain is one of my favorite things to do.
Also, hot chocolate and hot apple cider grow in acceptance meaning that EVERYONE is selling them now. I just remembered hot apple cider and I feel like crying, I’m so excited.
With each passing day, I’ll think back on the year behind me, and look forward to the remaining few months ahead. I know a lot of people who complain about 2016, but I can’t honestly agree with them. 2016 has brought many joys and revelations. It’s been a great year. I feel closer to my family than I have in a while, I have a new baby cousin, and I’m planning various travels for 2017. I came to many conclusions about my life and have made strides towards figuring out what I want to do.
What will I see, who will I meet, what will I become. It’s all up to circumstance and the places that I choose to travel. I go to NYC in October to visit my best friend and to catch up, then Boston in November for a business conference. One of the greatest things to do in any city is to people watch from cafe’s, and explore city streets while laughing over silly things; these three things somehow seem more fun in a city. My favorite thing in the whole wide world is genuinely laughing with people who I love, and who love me back.
I’m 24 now, which is hard to believe. I never was able to picture myself at 24, yet here I am. There’s so much I want to do, so many things I want to be. I need to remind myself that I’m still young and can still do all the things I want to do. Too often I let others boggle me down, and I feel like I’m running out of time because instead of listening to my truth, I listen to those who spend their days whining about the world and how awful it is. (It really isn’t that awful)
I’ve decided that this blog is going to be more of a platform for different writing styles. I’m working on starting a freelance company and I want to be a writer of sorts. Early next year I’m going on a road trip and will be creating a book. I’ve always been a fan of narrative photography, and I’m really good at it so I’m making a series that will be publishable. I don’t show my work nearly as often as I should, and this will be an outlet for me. I won’t say the theme of said book, as it’s not all set in stone yet. But I’m so looking forward to sharing it with you all! (By you all I mean my one friend that actually reads this blog).
In January my friend Iryna and I are going to create a Vlog on YouTube and will be creating different video segments. I’m basically going all out for the new year, you’re going to be blown away. (Unless you’re already aware of my many talents)
Anyways, I digress…
This is my absolute favorite time of year. I just feel the most connected to people in the fall. During the summer everyone’s off doing their own thing, but in the fall people seems more loving to me. It’s holiday time, and holidays for me equate to time with family and close friends. I don’t do the gift thing, but I do do the food and laughter thing. Give me those two things every day and I’ll always love you. 😉
I’m smiling thinking about the next few months, and I’m getting mushy over it. (Don’t tell people who think I’m a bitch, they’ll never believe you) I wrote that and now I wonder if anyone actually views me as a bitch. Maybe. Most people I meet say I’m sweet or whatever. But I could have angry people spewing under the surface hoping to watch me slip. (God, I almost hope so)
I’ll be writing more. Mostly about love and stuff so if you don’t like affection you might want to stand clear of me these next few months. And forever.
Okay, bye to that one person who reads this thing. 😉
I love you probably.
**All images were taken in NYC by myself and really have nothing to do with fall besides that fact that they were taken last October (I feel that this is important information for you all to have)**